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Name: Christa
Country: United States
State: Illinois
Metro: Chicago
Birthday: 1/27/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: basketball*softball*mis hermanas!!!*friends*Jim Morrison*food*music*talking*laughing*watching really good movies*caffeine*playin guitar*singing...really badly*lame catch phrases*the oh so hilarious jokes on popsicle sticks*dance-offs with alli*hangin with my girls*boys*
Expertise: bangin Debbie
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  rdgummybrsrule
Member Since:
7/30/2004
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| "There's no more room to bury the dead, they can't be cremated, and laws forbid a new cemetery. So the mayor of this Brazilian farm town has proposed a solution: outlaw death. Mayor Roberto Pereira da Silva's proposal to the town council asks residents to "take good care of your health in order not to die" and warns that "infractors will be held responsible for their acts."
-- wtf? you can't just decide not to die. good job, roberto. | | |
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I wanted to walk through the empty streets
And feel something constant under my feet,
But all the news reports recommended that
I stay indoors
Because the air outside will make our cells
Divide at an alarming rate until our shells
Simply cannot hold all our insides in,
And that's when we'll explode
(and it won't be a pretty sight)
YEA IT'S THANKSGIVING. OHH YEAH. who's excited for turkey?
I think someone has too much time on their hands. ha. . . | | |
| Way back...
I'm talkin' bout hide and go seek at dusk.
Red light, Green light.
Playing kickball & dodgeball until your porch light came on.
Mother May I?
Running through the sprinkler
Getting the privelege to sit in the front seat of the car
Wait...
Watchin' Saturday Morning cartoons
Like Hey Arnold and Doug
Or the teenage mutant ninja turtles, scooby doo, and Power Rangers
climbing trees
Getting an ice cream off the ice cream truck
A million mosquito bites and sticky fingers
Jumpin' on the bed
Runnin' till you were out of breath
Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt and you almost peed your pants
Your first crush...
Rainy days at school meant playing "Heads up 7-Up" in the classroom
Remember that?
I'm not finished yet...
Kool-Aid was the drink of the summer
Giving your friends a ride on your handlebars or spokes
Wearing your new shoes on the first day of school
Class Field Trips. all 18 of us.
When getting high was swinging on the swingset
When $5 seemed like a million, and another dollar a Miracle.
When your parents took you to McDonalds and you were so cool.
When Toys r Us overuled the "mall"
I want to go back to the time when...
Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-moe"
Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "do over!"
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.
Nobody was cooler than Dad
It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people" rides at the amusement park.
Getting an inch of snow was a dream come true.
Abilities were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare"
Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.
I'd like to go back for a moment and take a break from the big kid life. Just for a moment. | | |
| fuck. i just watched the gayest movie ever. and i cried. and not because of anything to do with the movie cuz the drama was really stupid.
by the way, don't ever go see the sisterhood of the traveling pants. put it back after you've read the title cuz it's exactly what you think, "magical pants? how does the fat chick fit in them?" it's really bad. and cliche.
anyways, when the teenage love scene came on, and they were "in love" i got sad. i want a boy. gaaahh i really really hate this. i want it to last, but then i don't. and then i realize that i don't want just anyone. i want the one that i can't have. and i just wish that i didn't have to make a big deal about it or even have to talk about it. because i know i do that way too much and i'm sick of hearing myself. i don't want to feel sorry for myself or make others listen to me. and i guess that's what i've been doing recently, putting on a cover. but i'm so sick of it. i don't want something new, i just wish i hadn't fucked things up to begin with. and i want to be happy again. truly happy. and not this.
and i'm sorry to the people i've hurt along the way because this sucks that it's not the same as it was. and i hope i get it back because it does mean something to me. i've tried to tell you, but it's so hard to go back. | | |
| Just think of this and me as just a few of the many things to lie around to clutter up your shelves. And I wish you weren't worth the wait because there's some thing's I'd like to say to you... And I don't think that you know what you've been missing cause I don't think that you know what you've been missing. And I dare you to forget the marks you left
across my neck from those nights when we were both found at our best. Now I could make this obvious, and you, you could deny me all in one breath you could shrug me off your shoulders...
Just forget me. it's that simple.
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